It was a physical struggle to get him out of the car today. I decided Chris was not going to stay in the car when did our therapy visit on Wednesday. So, today Chris went inside and would deal with his issue. He physically fought to remain in the car. Naturally, I had an audience …
Month: January 2018
The end of My Last Dance
It doesn’t look like much, does it? It’s just a few spots of oil on my carport floor. However, it’s proof My Last Dance for Freedom will never happen. It began on the fifteenth of July 2017 when Katie pulled the Casita to the house. I named the Casita… My Last Dance. At age 78, …
1st cup of coffee
Yesterday I shared ‘A pinch of salt.’ It’s 49 degrees this January 15, 2018, at seven on a heavy dark cloudy day. I see patches of blue in the east, but the rest of my sky is almost bursting with potential rain. Very heavy-looking clouds are just sitting there. There is no wind. Bernie and …
A pinch of salt
Liz Clayton Chris nudged me a bit early this Sunday morning. I didn’t want to get up at five. It’s January 14, 2018, and fifty degrees outside… and it’s still dark. However, he is persistent and so I accepted my time in bed is over. It takes a bit for me to get started. It …
Fearful Chris
I haven’t been writing too much lately. Although life happens, most of it is routine. Some stuff isn’t interesting or always pleasant… especially when I cause it. Dumb things I do. And who wants to share that stuff, or let it shape my day with negative thoughts? Anyway, this isn’t a dumb thing. It just …
Hunker Down (for five days)
January 6, 2018, Friday evening, about seven. I received a phone call from my bank. In hindsight, I admit my mental state wasn’t very sharp. I probably shouldn’t have answered the phone. She was from my bank. She was calling to tell me they were not able to stop my account from being charged. She …
